Classic Poem

VERSE 1

A lady known as Paris,
Romantic and charming,
Has left her old companions
And faded from view.
Lonely men with lonely eyes are seeking her in vain,
Her streets are where they were,
But there's no sign of her.
She has left the Seine.

REFRAIN

The last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay,
I heard the laughter of her heart
In ev'ry street cafe.
The last time I saw Paris
Her trees were dressed for Spring,
And lovers walked beneath those trees,
And birds found songs to sing.
I dodged the same old taxicabs
That I had dodged for years;
The chorus of their squeaky horns
Was music to my ears.
The last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay.
No matter how they change her,
I'll remember her that way.

VERSE 2

I'll think of happy hours,
And people who shared them:
Old women selling flowers
In markets at dawn,
Children who applauded Punch and Judy in the park,
And those who danced at night,
And kept their Paris bright
Till the town went dark.

REPEAT REFRAIN